When he arrived in Huayin County again, Yue Feng did not rush to Mount Hua, but sat in a restaurant, feeling full of emotion.

Although it was a restaurant, Yue Feng did not drink alcohol. Instead, he ordered a pot of tea and ordered a few side dishes. In fact, Yue Feng never drank alcohol in his previous life, and this habit has been maintained until now.

The phenomenon of not drinking alcohol can be said to be extremely rare among people in the world. Even Yue Buqun would drink a little occasionally when he was happy. However, Yue Feng absolutely did not drink wine, because through the things in his previous life, he knew clearly that drinking alcohol would reduce people's reactions, even if it was a slight degree. Because of his love for martial arts, he almost contributed his entire life, so he naturally should pay attention to these details.

When he just left Huashan, Yue Feng was just a thirteen-year-old child. Now he is already a 17-year-old boy. After careful calculation, he has been in this world of a smirk and prodigal world for more than fifteen years. And for fifteen years, Yue Feng has never relaxed for a moment and has been constantly practicing this martial arts. Now, he finally has some self-protection ability.

Yue Feng is a person who can enjoy it, so he never wants to treat himself badly. After taking a sip of tea, Yue Feng felt the fragrance of tea spread from the tip of his tongue and the coolness brought in his mind in an instant. Good tea is indeed good tea. If the Longjing of West Lake is not considered good tea, then there will definitely be good tea in this world.

He sighed a long time, and the fatigue lingering in Yue Feng's heart instantly relieved a lot, as if he had returned to Mount Hua. It has been four years since I don't know if the green pine on Mount Hua is still green, and I miss the cave on the cliff is still the same as before? And the little girl Yue Lingshan, now she should be thirteen years old, and have forgotten her brother.

At this moment, Yue Feng frowned slightly and looked at the door. He saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old walking in from outside. Between those eyebrows, Linghu Chong was vaguely. Behind Linghu Chong was a boy who looked about the same age as Yue Feng. Looking at Linghu Chong, his face was full of complimentary expressions.

A smile flashed across Yue Feng's face, and he was not in a hurry to say hello. He picked up a bite of the dish with chopsticks and sat on the side and observed it tightly.

But Linghu Chong walked in in a few steps, stood on the bench, took out a small piece of silver from his arms, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Waiter, come and have a good wine quickly. Also, I will give the wine money I owe last time."

"Here, Young Master Linghu." Obviously, the waiter in the restaurant was very familiar with Linghu Chong, with a smile on his face, and walked to Linghu Chong in three or two steps, and said, "Ten years of Zhuyeqing, Young Master, please use it slowly."

Linghu Chong nodded with satisfaction, suddenly his expression changed, he pushed the waiter away and walked upstairs.

Yue Feng looked up and saw a beggar upstairs, with a monkey tied beside him, and was sitting on a chair with his eyes squinting. His clothes were a bit ragged, but very clean. At this time, he was holding a wine gourd from his hand, took a sip, then stuffed the plug, and handed the gourd to the monkey. But in this moment, the fragrance of the wine was smelled by Linghu Chong downstairs.

"A alcoholic is an alcoholic." Yue Feng couldn't help but sigh. After several years of not seeing him, Linghu Chong's alcoholic addiction not only did not decrease a little, but instead became even bigger. He shook his head, and he was still sitting there to see what Linghu Chong would do.

But Linghu Chong walked up in three or two steps, sat next to the old beggar, swallowing hard and spitting. Suddenly, his expression moved and shouted to the downstairs: "Liuhou, come and see your brother."

The boy downstairs was Lu Houer from the Huashan Sect. Hearing Linghu Chong's call, he immediately walked upstairs without any annoyance. Lu Houer walked to the monkey, not knowing what was going on. He just touched it a few times and took the wine gourd in the monkey's hand and handed it to Linghu Chong, with a flattering smile on his face.

The old beggar's face changed and he quickly snatched the wine gourd from Linghu Chong's hand and said, "Young man, how can you steal my old man's wine at will?"

Linghu Chong smiled slightly and said, "I am taking the monkey's wine, not your wine. Besides, even if the monkey is yours, I am open and upright. How can I be regarded as the word "steal"?"

The old beggar couldn't help but be so angry that he couldn't speak. He held the wine gourd tightly and refused to let go, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he said, "Brother-in-law, what kind of wine is there in your gourd? Why is it so fragrant that it has attracted all the wineworms in my stomach. Can you give me a sip?"

"Hehe, my wine is called Monkey Wine." The old beggar showed a smile on his face and continued, "The monkeys in the forests of Xiangxi can make wine with fruits. The fruits picked by monkeys are the freshest and sweetest, so the wine they brew is also very good. When the monkeys met in the mountains, they happened to be a group of monkeys, so they stole three gourd wine and caught a little monkey. Look, it's this guy. Now, there's only such a small gourd left in this wine. If you want to drink it, you have no way to drink it." He said, pointing to the monkey on his shoulder.

"That's the case, this monkey will also make wine." Linghu Chong couldn't help but look at the monkey beside the beggar.

"Of course, otherwise what would I do if I want a monkey?" When he said this, the old beggar seemed to understand Linghu Chong's thoughts, and took the monkey off his shoulders and hugged it in his arms, for fear that Linghu Chong would snatch it away.

Linghu Chong looked at this scene and his face became even more embarrassing. Suddenly, he took out a small piece of silver from his arms and threw it on the table. A trace of reluctance flashed across his face and said, "Brother-in-law, give me a sip of wine, I will give you a liang of silver, let's have a liang of silver and a sip of wine, how about it?"

The old beggar couldn't help but his face was full of intent. He weighed the wine gourd in his hand and looked at Linghu Chong hesitantly.

"Don't worry, my senior brother keeps his word. Even if he can't trust him, you should be able to trust my Huashan Sect." Seeing that the old beggar still refused, Lu Houer quickly spoke.

As soon as the three words "Huashan Sect" were expressed, the old beg finally made up his mind. To talk about the Huashan Sect, it has a very good reputation in the world. The old beggar hesitated for a moment, then picked up the silver on the table, and then handed it out.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but be overjoyed. He pulled the plug open and took a deep breath. He was about to use his internal strength to finish the wine in the gourd in one sip.

But Linghu Chong had just opened his mouth and poured the wine into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, his body trembled and spurted out everything in his mouth. When he looked back, he saw a piece of chicken bone hitting his back from downstairs.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but be angry, rushed downstairs, shouting: "Which thief is it? How dare you fool your Grandpa Linghu? Don't you know this is the territory of the Huashan Sect?"
Chapter completed!